User blog comment:Princess of Mousetheives/Creatures of the East RPG/@comment-39940417-20191002225516/@comment-43697558-20191103195103

Wrackfur was inwardly seething at the words 'damaged goods'. No one owned him! Howver, he almost chuckled at the mongoose struggling to control herself. He turned to the one who led him here.

"I don't think Jargo'd like to be kept waitin'. Is he coming here, or'm I going to him?"